Dougie Maclean - The deepest part of me

^DWe are not m^Gade o^Af st^Done ^DWe're half way there and h^Galf w^Aay g^Bmone We bend and bel^Gieve In the str^Aength of the light in the signs we receive ^DAnd we are not ca^Gref^Aul c^Dlear ^DWe struggle on from ye^Gar ^Ato y^Bmear And on the waves of our f^Gate We dri^Aft like the boat that has anchored too late

^DBut I'm not a^Glone In the fo^Drce of this wildest unk^Gnown For she i^Ds the d^Geepest p^Aart of m^De She i^Ds the d^Geepest ^Apart of m^De

^DWe do not have the t^Gruth ^Ato t^Dell ^DSome have flown while ^Goth^Aers ^Bmfell And what seemed to be ^Gright Now dark^Aens our way and clouds in our sight ^DAnd we do not have the e^Gyes t^Ao se^De ^DThe magic and the myst^Gery^{A Bm} And the place that they f^Gill That al^Alows us to sleep so silent and still

^DBut I'm not a^Glone In the fo^Drce of this wildest unk^Gnown For she i^Ds the d^Geepest p^Aart of m^De She i^Ds the d^Geepest ^Apart of m^De

A^Gnd when resol^Cution seems so f^Dar away Ti^Gme always tu^Crns into the li^Dght of day ^A

^DAnd see me when I l^Gose t^Ahe p^Dlace S^Dtumble blindly f^Gall f^Arom g^Bmrace We're filled with the n^Geed To sh^Aout out aloud to follow to lead ^DAnd we are not m^Gade o^Af st^Done ^DWe're half way here and h^Galf w^Aay g^Bmone But we bend and beli^Geve In the st^Arength of the light in the signs we receive

^DBut I'm not a^Glone In the fo^Drce of this wildest unk^Gnown For she i^Ds the d^Geepest p^Aart of m^De She i^Ds the d^Geepest ^Apart of m^De